#khuda aur mohabbat

[aashufta-sar]

Tumhein jab kabhi milein fursatein mere dil se bojh utaar do, Main bahot dinon se udaas hoon mujhe koi shaam udhaar do

Mujhe apne roop ki dhoop do ke chamak sakein mere khaal o khad, Mujhe apne rang mein rang do mere sare rang utaar do

Kisi aur ko mere haal se na gharz hai koi na wasta, Main bikhar gaya hoon samet lo main bigarr gaya hoon sawaar do

Aitbaar Sajid / اعتبار ساجد

[mashriqiyyah]

آہ کو چاہیے اک عمر اثر ہوتے تک

کون جیتا ہے تری زلف کے سر ہوتے تک

ہم نے مانا کہ تغافل نہ کرو گے لیکن

خاک ہو جائیں گے ہم تم کو خبر ہوتے تک

aah ko chāhiye ik umr asar hote tak

kaun jiitā hai tirī zulf ke sar hote tak

ham ne maanā ki taġhāful na karoge lekin

ḳhaak ho jā.eñge ham tum ko ḳhabar hone tak

[diorficent]

dua aur baddua ka ikhtiyaar humare hathon me hota hi kab hai, hum to sirf hath uthate hai aasman ki taraf faisla to kisi aur aasman me hota hai.

-Khuda aur Mohabbat

[whywhywhymoney]

Just wanna cry about KAM S1 Iman and Hammad, like that is the PEAK of the whole series but nobody is gonna listen lmfao.

I will carry on regardless

Baby faced Imran and Sadia were PERFECT for the depiction of this pure, true love at first sight. Their interactions with each other, and just their reactions to their situation, were so natural. You truly believed in their innocence. As much as people laud S2, a LOT of that innocence is lost just by the actors being in their 30s. The chemistry is still there, but it's increasingly difficult to believe in their relationship after you've watched S1. The actors seem far too mature to reliably portray an innocent relationship.

S1 is all about the subtleties, the visuals. Much of the value of the drama lies in the on-screen presence Imran and Sadia, especially Sadia, as she doesn't speak all that much. If you don't look closely, you miss her constant conflict within herself - which ultimately kills her - and it doesn't come out of nowhere! It's been built up since the first episode.

While Iman's words say she wants nothing to do with Hammad (except in the library scene), her eyes, her face and actions all betray her true feelings. And it's really tearing her apart!

It culminates in the library scene, where SHE lets slip her wish to be with Hammad in the next life, where SHE willingly unveils her face to him, and despite knowing that time is short, that her father would be so disappointed in her, it's HER who continues the conversation for longer than necessary. She's a young woman who is discovering her own feelings and desires for the first time, and for the first time, gives in.

AND I LOVE IT.

I think, if Iman and Haya had managed to come home before Abba-ji, Iman would live. She might even have been bolstered by the encounter, but more realistically, she would have submerged her feelings, and led a perfectly satisfactory life with Abdullah. The severe dressing down Abba-ji gave her simply for coming home late must have sparked off an immense wave of guilt, multiplied by the fact that Abba-ji didn't know her true reason for her lateness. And suddenly, Abdullah was no longer a factor. It was just her, her overwhelming desire to please her father, her guilt not only at meeting Hammad, but knowing she had fallen in love with him, her fear at the condition of her soul and her longing for repentence, salvation from Allah swt.

And on top of all that, was her quiet desire to be with Hammad. A desire she didn't have the courage to admit to herself, but could say in front of Hammad so easily.

A lot of the show is from Hammad's point of view, and Iman is rarely speaking even in the screen time she gets, but it is very much an equal love story. Hammad's from the view of a poet, a yearning soul, and Iman's from the point of view of a scholar, grounded in realities. That's why Hammad's pivotal scenes are punctuated by lyrical narration, as he tries to understand life, love and religion through the conduits he knows best. Whereas Iman's scenes are focused intensely on her physical reactions, as her words - while not lies - are not her truth, and only a reasoned reflection of reality as she sees it.

Whereas the first library scene was one where she didn't have any agency, the second - and most important scene in the whole drama - was all dictated by Iman. It was very much from her point of view. Nothing during that scene happened without her say so, and THAT is where she finally speaks her truth. The first and last time she ever does.

[maihonhassan]

Words In Dastaan Serial:

"Rishta koi bhi ho, lekin kisi insaan se mohabbat hona aur us insaan ko "Dua'on mein yaad rakhna, uske liye Khuda se asaniyan mangna, uski khushiyan mangna tumhara mukhlis hone ki nishani hai." Aise logon ke saath hona bhi naimat hai.

[theserenityinviolence]

Yaar tune bhi socha tha, "Meri jaan, don't ask me to love you, the way I once loved to",

Wah, dost, wah, aakhri mein gire tere aason toh, cigarette ki aang se, the tongue of flame teasing your eye, not a kiss, nay. but jaani don't forget..

Socha tha na tere dil ne bhi, ki life wouldn't have light, unless she smiled, and her teeth shone it bright?

Yaar, tera maqsad aur teri manzil tu khud hona chahiye, wrongly you thought, ki uske nikah se tu zindagi jeet jata.

Bas ek baat samajhle, tu jo bhi chahaye, teri taaqat sirf chahne ki hai. You plan, and He plans. He knows best, woh khuda hai. Chal chhod. Soh hai soh hai, nahi hona tha toh hota hi nahi, bhai hun mein tera toh mein haqq se sirf ek cheez kehta hu, Bhai, sorrows are plenty in our world, par unke saath, khushiyan aur comforts bhi. Khol tu apni aankhein, aur khol de apne dil ko. Tu jee le, tu jee veerey.. (Bloodywood reference) Tu jee. *I wrote this in between lectures in my handsome little pocket notebook. Anyway, it's supposed to be from one friend to another, I've taken inspiration from "Mujhse Pehli Se Mohabbat Mere Mehboob Na Maang" - Faiz Ahmed Faiz. I've tried keeping the words original, staying away from even direct English translations. Anyway, that's my first attempt at writing in Urdu.. :D that!

[syyedmohdsaad]

Iqbal likhte hai..

Beshaq Zindagi Khuda ki dain hai!

Toh mohabbat uss Khuda se kyu nahi karte.?

Saadi likhte hai..

Zindagi toh Khuda ki dain hai

phr bhi Jin se mohabbat ho unke bagair Jiya nahi karte!

Wasi likhte hai..

Marna to hai uper wale ke

hukm se.!

asool-e-mohabbat main ek Naam intezaar bhi hai,,

Naqvi kehte hai..

Asool-e-mohabbat me tum

khud bewafa ho!

wo Jo bichhada toh tum mar kyu ni gye...?

Aur phir Faraz likhte hai..

Intezaar to unka Kiya jata hai jinhe wapas aana ho!

Jo khudgarz ho unke liye mra nhi karte,

[thesolitarysoul]

A beautiful nazm "dua'a" by Faiz sahab.

P.S. I wish I could write this in devnagari. Ghazals look so beautiful when written in Hindi or Urdu, English romanisations take away the beauty of matras and diacritics! Anyways here it is...

Dua'a

Poet: Faiz Ahmed Faiz (1911 – 1984)

Aaiye hath uthaiyeN hum bhi

Hum jinheN rasm-e-dua yaad nahiN

Come, let us raise our hands, as well –

We, the ones who do not remember the ritual of prayer

Hum jinheN soz-e-mohabbat ke siwa

Koyee butt koyee khuda yaad nahiN

We, the ones who [do not remember] anything other than the warmth of love,

do not know of any idol, nor any God.

Aaiye arz guzaraiN keh nigaar-e-hasti

Zehr-e-imroz meiN sheereeni-e-farda bhar de

Come, let us beseech that the Creator of existence may

fill sweetness in the morrow from the poison of today

Woh jinheN taab-e-garaaN baariye ayyam nahiN

Un kee palkoN peh shab-o-roz ko halka kar de

Those who cannot bear the burden of passing day,

May their eyelids be unburdened of the day and night

Jinn kee aankhoN ko rukh-e-subh ka yaara bhi nahiN

Un ki raatoN meiN koi shama munawwar kar de

They, whose eyes don’t have the strength to see the face of dawn,

May someone light a lamp in their night

Jin ke qadmoN ko kisi reh ka sahara bhi nahiN

Un ki nazroN pe koyee raah ujaagar kar de

They, whose feet have nowhere to go, no path

May someone illuminate a way to their sight

Jin ka deeN pairawi-e-kizb-o-riya hai un ko

Himmat-e-kufr milay jurrat-e-tehqeeq milay

They, whose religion is lies and deceit

May they get the courage to be heretics, and the audacity to question

Jin ke sar muntazir-e-tegh-e-jafa haiN un ko

Dast-e-qatil ko jhatak dainay ki taufeeq milay

They, whose heads await the swords of cruelty… to them

The power to ward of the hands that slay

Ishq ka sirr-e-nihaN jaan tipa hai jis se

Aaj iqrar kareiN aur tapish mit jaye

The hidden secret of love is a burning soul… with which

Let’s affirm today so the burning is eased

Harf-e-haq dil meiN khatakta hai jo kaante ki tarah

Aaj izhaar kareiN aur khalish mit jaye

The words of truth.. which rankle the heart like a thorn

Let’s proclaim them today to relieve the affliction

[krrishnaofficial]

🍁|| Khuda Na Kare Ki

Kisi Ladke Pr Yeh Pahaad Tooté,

Ladka Zindgi Banaane ki Umr mein ho

Aur Uski Mohabbat ka Saath Chhooté ||🍁

[stfulara]

i would never admit this irl but pakistani ost is my guilty pleasure- istg they put crack or some other kinda drugs on those songs, they're just have so much of an intense meaning

these my my most listened songs

[aloneinthedarkpath]

Hawa Chali To uski Shawl meri chat pe aa Giri.. Ye Uss Badan se mera Pehla Raabta Hua.. Zindagi bhar ka safar bekar kar baitha tha main... Doobna tha jisme usko paar kar baitha tha main... Saamne baithi hui thi, aur mera dil na tha... Phone pe hi uss se itna pyar kar baitha tha me... Khuda ka shukr ki mera thekedaar acha hai... Vagarna kon Zaifo se kaam leta hai... Main uss hatheli pe roshan hua aur uske baad vahi hua jo chirago ke saath hota hai... Tute Gamle dekhle, murjhaye paudhe dekhle... Kisko fursat hai hume parwaan chadte dekhle, boriyat se tang aakar , khukhushi karne ke kaabil, zindagi ki film thodi aage kar ke dekhle... kisne kitna faasla rakha gale milte hue, mere kapde dekhle aur apne kapde dekhle.... ab bas usske dil ke andar daakhil hona baaki hai, 6 darwaaze tod chuka hu ek darwaaza baaki hai... daulat, shohrat, biwi , bache, acha ghar aur ache dost, kuch to hai jo inke baad bhi haansil karna baaki hai... kabhi kabhi to dil karta hai ki, chalti rail se kud padu.. fir kehta hu paagal ab to thoda rasta baaki hai... kara to lunga main elakaa khali main ladd jhagad kar...

magar jo ussne dilon pe kabze kiye hue hai... Ye usski mohabbat hai ki rukta hai tere paas... Varna teri daulat ke siwa kya hai tere paas....

[shayaranasafar]

Ye daastaan uss premi kii hai, jise ishq to kayin baar hua, par majnu jaisi shiddat saa nahiin hua, aur uski badii tamanna rahii, majnu jaise ishq kii. To usne soch rakha tha ki ab jab kisii se bhi ishq hoga, wo aakhri hoga aur usse majnu jaisi shiddat se ishq karega aur saath nibhayega, qayamat tak. Koshish karega kii kabhi koi takliif naa ho uskii maashuuq ko.

Ishq kii ibaadat karte karte, chahe wo Khuda se ho ya apne maashuuq se, uss premi ko jo mahsuus ho raha hai, usii par ye nazm hai.

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Ab koi gam mahsuus nahi hota mujhe,

dard mein bhi main muskuraataa huun,

sufi ho gaya huun jaise tere ishq mein,

main khud ko Khuda se milaataa huun.

Khuda ka naam luun ya teri mohabbat ka,

baat karte hue ishq mein samaataa huun,

kya yahi hai bas mere ruuh-o-dil kii khataa,

ishq kii zabaan ke siwa bol naa paata huun.

Fitrat hai insaano jaisii, takliif de jaata huun,

phir bhi tere sajde mein apna sar jhukaataa huun,

tuu iss duniya mein nahi, to mein bhi nahiin,

tuu rooth jaye to khud se rooth jaataa huun.

© Aks Akshita Aks

[diorficent]

"jisey aaj tum akela samajh kar sata rahe ho na, kal wo qayamat ke din apne saath Khuda ko layega"

Khuda aur mohabbat 3

[whywhywhymoney]

This drama is worth nothing without their intense eye chemistry

[iamfatima]

ab me us maa ki kya tariff karu jiske kadmo me hi khuda ne jannat rakh di hai

jaise sabki mohabbat unhe alag lagti hai

kuch jyada hi khas lagti hai

waise hi mujhe meri maa sabki maa se alag lagti hai

hai to wahi

apni jaan mujhpe lutane wali

har bharti saans me meri fikar karne wali

soone se phele aakhri chehra

aur uthne k baad mera phela chehra dekhne ki aarzoo rakhne wali

duniya ki har pyari chiz pe mera haqq samajhne wali

meri har galti aur gunaho ko meri bhul bata k mujhse bepanah beimtehan mohabbat karne wali

par meri maa alag hai

hai to wahi

mujhse mere liye hi mujhse dur ho jane wali

es dardnaak sheher me mujhe khthoor baane k liye chod k

har pal meri fikar karne wali

phone se lipti hui, jise phone chalana bhi nahi aata,

mere call ka din bhar intazaar karne wali

har naye application chalana shikhne ki aarzoo rakhne wali

taki mujhse aur jood sake

hai thodi bewakoof bhi meri maa

ab unhe kaise samjhau ki me unka hi hissa hu,

meri khushiyo ki har namaz me dua karne wali

meri zidd k liye khuda se bhi jhagda kar lene wali

hai to wahi

ek maa

meri maa

sabse alag

[ayy-esha]

Dil Khali tha aur, mohabbat lazim

Tumne chhora humne khuda se kar li.